The Boy With Tattoos

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Picture of Aiden on the side ----->

Alice P.O.V

I hate him! I hate his stupid mansion, his stupid wife, his stupid half son, I hate everything here! I want to go back home! Why did mom leave me here in this hell?

New clothes?

No slouching?

Curfew at 7?

Respect Rebecca's rules?!

They could all go to hell!

I was so mad right now as I followed the stupid jerk of Aiden to what was supposed to be my room now, and I was so hungry! I had barely had a few spoonfuls of soup!

I needed food like I need air.

"So how long do you think you'll last here?" he asked not turning around to look at me.

I crossed my arms "Why do you care?" I replied.

"I bet you a hundred bucks you wont even last a week" I could hear the smirk in his tone.

"I would bet against myself too," I mumbled under my breath.

We walked up a million stairs and passed hallways until finally we reached a room, "Here it is" Aiden smiled wickedly taking a step back so I could open the room.

I looked at him suspiciously, "Well thanks" I mumbled waiting for him to leave, but he stayed there, watching me.

I frowned at the way he stared at me and opened the door to my room. Or what I thought it would be my room, it was actually a closet full of brooms and buckets.

Aiden burst out laughing and shook his head, "Welcome to your new room," he laughed.

"Fucking brat," I slammed the door of the closet and crossed my arms tightly, "Are you going to really show me where my room is at or do I have to ask your sweet mommy?" I growled.

"You think she's sweet?" he teased.

"No I think she's a bitch!" I growled under my breath, that got him to stop laughing and he frowned slightly, "Watch your mouth Alice" he told me.

I smirked slightly, "Or what? You'll tell mommy Im using foul language?" I grinned wider.

"You're a pain in the ass," he told me as he walked away, he looked behind him and frowned "Well come on, you want to get to your room right?" he asked.

I stayed in my spot "How am I sure you wont take me to a dungeon next?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes and cracked a smile, "Thanks for the idea" he said and turned away walking again "So tell me Alice, how much have you grown since the last time I saw you? One inch?" he teased.

I let out a deep breath and followed him again, I stared at the back of him, he was at least five inches taller than me, but anyone is really, Im short, at least 5'3.

"No better question is, did you use pumpkin juice on your hair? I actually preferred the blue green color you used to have, made you look less emo" he teased more.

"I am not emo" I growled, like his dear mommy, Aiden has dirty blond hair that's a mess, for a guy who's such a jerk he's quite handsome I have to agree with my mom on that one.

His eyes are a blue gray color and he has perfect straight teeth, he's quite muscular too, I find myself looking at his biceps.

What are you doing?! Staring at this little demon, do you actually think he's hot? I asked myself.